He is a man of wonderful lore and in some ways not altogether human.

At least he does strange feats of magic, and at times both the past and the future seem to be open to his sight, though as we know neither the one nor the other, who can tell whether he reads them truly.

Doubtless he has, or thinks he has, some message to me from the heavens, which I thought you might wish to hear." "I wish it much, Prince, if I am worthy, and you will protect me from the anger of this magician whom I fear." "Anger sometimes turns to trust, Ana.

Did you not find it so just now in the case of her Highness, as I told you might very well happen?
Hush! They come.

Be seated and prepare your tablets to make record of what they say." The curtains were drawn and through them came the aged Bakenkhonsu leaning upon his staff, and with him another man, Ki himself, clad in a white robe and having his head shaven, for he was an hereditary priest of Amon of Thebes and an initiate of Isis, Mother of Mysteries.